Beats of Life (Perception Book 5) by Shandi Boyes Read Free Book Online

brown hair has been replaced with a rich chocolate coloring and sits a few inches past her chin. Her face is heavily coated in make-up, hiding all of her freckles. She is wearing a tight black strapless dress that seems a little out of the ordinary for her. But when I look down at her feet, I realize that the normal Kylie is still hiding under there somewhere because she is wearing cropped black cowboy boots.
     
    Her and her friend seem to be having a heated discussion and the blonde’s eyes and hands keeps motioning towards me. Kylie crosses her arms, pushing her breasts up higher in her dress, and I’m not the only one that notices, the bartender’s eyes zoom straight onto her cleavage. When he notices that I’m shotting daggers at him, he quickly scurries away to take orders from other patrons. 
     
    I can’t hear what Kylie is saying, but her friend huffs loudly before storming down the wooden stairs. Kylie takes in several deep breaths before she slowly makes her way back to Emily and Jenni. She says a few words to them before moving over to me and Marcus.
     
    “It was nice seeing you both again,” she informs quietly. The twang of her voice less noticeable compared to when I first met her.
     
    Marcus stands from the booth and gives her a friendly hug. I stay sitting in the booth, my gaze seeking anything but hers. Marcus’s eyes dart down to me and he slightly nods his head to Kylie, trying to convince me to say goodbye. I shake my head softly and turn my gaze back down to the dance floor below. Even though Kylie brushes it away quickly, I couldn’t miss the tear that slide down her face. Feeling bad because I’ve made her cry, my eyes slowly lift to look into her sad and tormented eyes. She offers me a small smile before she spins on her heels and makes her way swiftly down the stairs.
     
    Jenni must have noticed Kylie’s tears as the instant she left as she looks over at me and her face is marred with confusion. Nick defuses her angry glare by running the back of his hand down her cheek. I plan on spending the rest of the night enjoying the company of my friends and the unlimited alcohol while trying my hardest to forget about a girl I hope to never see again. It would have been a lot easier if Jenni didn’t come and sit next to me.
     
    “What happened between you and Kylie?” she questions without any hesitation, forcing me to flop back harshly in the booth with a mighty long groan. I quickly signal to the waiter that I need another whiskey, triggering Jenni to giggle softly before she leans her head down against my shoulder.
     
    “I really liked her,” she informs softly, her breath tickling my unshaven jawline.
     
    “You weren’t the only one,” I reply quietly. I loved Kylie, she was the first girlfriend I had since Nikki, but I was left completely guttered after her. She was all the convincing I needed that relationships aren’t for me and I never intend on being in one ever again.
     
    “She told me how you wouldn’t get up and boot scoot with her,” Jenni informs giggling softly. “I’ve seen you dance, you could have totally worked it,” she continues, making me chuckle softly.
     
    I was mortified when Kylie motioned for me to join her on the dance floor that day. They were not dancing, they were line dancing, like full on cowboy shit. I was getting enough odd looks as it was sitting at the bar, imagine how out of place I would have looked in the middle of the dance floor?
     
    “That’s not the type of tapping boots I like doing,” I reply making Jenni giggle softly. I don’t even need to look at her to know that her cheeks will be turning pink.
     
    When Jenni yawns, my eyes flick down to my watch and I’m surprised to see it is nearly one am. I nudge her with my shoulder, causing her light blue eyes to look up into mine. Yep, she has the exact same eyes my little sister had. Just staring at them makes me think I’m looking into Serena’s eyes.
     
    Serena and I were